Lyrics:
But this big old rig ain't gonna drive itself
Go tell your mama that your daddies home at last
Ya go tell her that you gotta stop growing up, man so
bought his ass a new ride
Tried to buy his moms a home
But when she said I ain't gonna move up out the hood
He paid off all her loans and hit the studio
like first listen was ‘Heat’
But with the album on repeat it really grew on me
The 2 Chainz remix answered questions the comments
“Beyonce isn’t
slow you down
Never left their home town
But they say they've been around
Don't let 'em stop your drive
Never be a passenger in your own ride
Subject
and blaming Hamas for it
Lie about EVERYTHING and wait and fast forward
Few weeks pass by and then they admit it
But the world moved on so it's like they ain't
to say thank you
Okay, awesome
This is pretty major and, I don't know, you
Probably have no way of knowing this
But the very first song I ever played
the key is all you
But with the album about to come I might just let em all loose
See av been really holding back,funny you thought that you knew
Am slowly
the word
I didn't know, I just shrugged
I thought I was alone
I thought there was no home
I thought I was not made
I thought I was afraid
But now I see
The album 'bout to drop, this whole year look like a rollout
They was actin' like they ain't know but I bet they know now (I bet they know now)
Grr, uh
like Bruce lee at the end of a movie
But In this movie we really shooting (Pow Pow Pow)
After I drop this album gotta stay 10 toes deep
While your home
almighty but Carrey me please
I've been sitting inside of university just selling these CD's
I've made so many bad moves
This album's less of a risk
I'd
flowers come home
And she's with Ecstasy up in the shower
Now picture that, now you wanna get your gat
But I keep a strap, so get your shit exact
I got my
Queens is in the buildin'
That blank look on your grill'll get filled in
Slow down baby, you actin' like a clown homes
You get your fronts remodeled
my last album title song
but I understand it takes a year for niggaz to catch on
(hit em in the head dog) So let's get it on! yea
[Notorious
malnourished
In a place where social status is determined by commerce
And money is god he's thinking of turning a convert
All he has is his nap sack and his
ain't no need to pretend
But you don't wanna get singled out and labeled a grinch
While Christmas albums play on every turntable that spins
So let's, take
count the ever-present memory
Of his disappointed father but
The other shadow
Was a ship: the Battleship Ringo
Owned by music industry giant EMI
Before
by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is --
Why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for comment
But
worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust somebody else, right
(Right?)
Uh, smokin' ganja but I'm still
God, oh my God, oh my God
There's a million MCs that claim they want some
But see, I create sounds that make your ears go numb
Peace to Sayres Ave,
I'm like a ghost
I'll be living in a dirt room
Waiting for the day to be closer
To the window when you're home
I'll be standing by your back door
even if I died last I’d be survived by nothing but class
They knew my vision was the future From way back in da past I left them to laugh and hate while
I hope
One day in this life
I'll find a way back home to you
Can't decide if I like it here
It sorta feels the same
It feels like a whole life ago
And your last two albums was fucking whack
Really was feeling the song about dolo
But you was by yourself you can't make it solo
And what's up with your
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